Our new little puppy is far from little anymore. At 4 months he is towering over Maggie and still has plenty of growing left to do.
Meet Recon. As in Recon Ranger. Guess who named him? This is Darrell's baby. He picked him out, named him and has loved him more than he ever thought about loving poor Maggie. I have wanted a German Shepherd for awhile now. I didn't think it would happen for a long time but we had some criminal activity on our property while I was home alone with Liberty and we knew it was time for a big dog. His favorite things include taunting Maggie, playing rough with Maggie, stealing Maggie's bones, stealing Maggie's food, stealing Maggie's affection and just plain making Maggie's life miserable. Poor Maggie. At almost 10 years old she didn't know what to think of him. It has been fun to watch his ears. They go from flopping forward to standing straight up to flopping backwards. Sometimes one ear will be forward and one will be backwards. He has been a good boy with the exception of many, many accidents. Thankfully we have all wood floors. He has learned to ring the bell at the back door when he has to go out. For the most part.
Now that I've caught you up on the dog, next time I will cover Thanksgiving and Liberty's 8th birthday.
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